It is a sublime October Saturday. Leaf peepers are out in force and getting their gas tank’s worth. I wrote the other day that I’m happiest for the flotilla of tour buses carrying city folk and seniors. If not for these motor coaches, they might never have seen such magic.
Strangely, as visitors set out for more “scenic” places for their Instagram shots and videos, we had the pond to ourselves, save for Mike, a pipefitter from Saugus just north of Boston. His girlfriend was still in bed, not feeling well, and I felt for him. I offered him some less popular scenic drives and gentle walks should his girlfriend feel better.
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